I like to give a lot of ideas and mentally construct a Roleplay before I begin. However, I am very open to my RP partner(s) throwing in ideas. If I am joining into someone else's role-play, I let them control.

Favorite Genres:

SciFi, Fantasy, Romance, Modern, Magical, Horror, Action, Adventure

Note: I like a touch of darkness in most of my Roleplays

Genre You DON'T Like:

Yaoi, Furry, Anthro

Sci-Fi Apocalyptia Jiffy & Munchkin

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Synopsis: In the year 2507, there is yet another world war brewing. the United Nations sends out a space station housing several astronauts from various countries. The mission is to intercept and decode enemy satellite communication, and, if possible, destroy enemy satellites (which are also used for weaponry). The space station remains in the earth’s orbit, with a thick force shield around it to protect from meteors and other potential threats. Each pod in the space station is a room. Both sides of the fight have been debating the use of nuclear force, although that option is to be taken at an extreme emergency and a last resort. The space station suddenly looses all communication with the UN, and there is a short time of silence, before the crew has to watch helplessly as their home planet below them burns under nuclear warfare. The crew is left clueless as to exactly what has happened since they lost communication. Before then, everything was going according to plan. Now, the mission has changed. The crew must travel back to the scorched earth and see what of humanity has survived. Once on earth, the crew must travel to the UN head quarters to see if they can salvage any information as to what has happened. The UN has a bunker system below it, perhaps there is still hope. Until then, the crew must travel through the scarred earth, facing whatever comes their way: death, sickness, mutated organisms.

I like to give a lot of ideas and mentally construct a Roleplay before I begin. However, I am very open to my RP partner(s) throwing in ideas. If I am joining into someone else's role-play, I let them control.

Favorite Genres:

SciFi, Fantasy, Romance, Modern, Magical, Horror, Action, Adventure

Note: I like a touch of darkness in most of my Roleplays

Genre You DON'T Like:

Yaoi, Furry, Anthro

Evelyn Jamie Larsson

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United States Space Station
Tech Pod
3 AM
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The deep base of electronic music rumbled softly from within the walls of the technology pod. The technician was deep into her work, her speakers turned up. The pod was broad cylinder, and along the walls were shelves holding books, computers, and partially built machines. Evelyn was one of the best hackers known on the internet, and she had been asked to accompany the U.S. team up into space. She was told this was going to be a turning point of the war, and that gave her some motivation. Not to mention she was threatened with jail time if she didn't accept the job. At first she didn't exactly know how to feel about a military operation, but she was given confidence that their station would be safe, in fact they were the farthest away from harm. One of the objectives was to seek out and infiltrate the enemy satellite, and with that, they could decode the messages, as well as change them, giving the enemy false information. For now, Evelyn wasn't very involved in the project. Her time would come once the satellite was discovered. They were close to finding it, they just had to find a way to catch up to it, and connect the two in order to get as much information as possible. The end result would hopefully be that they stay connected, and the enemy's information would always go straight through the US satellite. Evelyn had to admit, it was a genius plan. The only problem was the amount of waiting that would be happening. She wasn't home, she couldn't go outside for a walk, she couldn't go out to the pub for a drink. She felt like she could barely stretch her legs. So, or now, she was indulging in some of her own work. Which for now, was just experimenting. She was taking apart small machines, putting them back together, reconfiguring them. One of her strong points, apart from computer hacking, was the making of security cameras. She had some around and outside the space station, and from time to time she would flip through the cameras on her computer. It was true, she had trust issues, but she also constantly liked to know what was going on.
A cigarette hung from between her lips as she peered down through a magnifying glass at a small machine she was currently working on. She had small, tiny screws and screwdrivers scattered across her table. Thanks to the gravity setting, everything was in place, no matter what way they were floating. She sucked down on the cigarette between her lips, her eyes squinting in concentration. She sighed the smoke out through her nostrils before lightly tapping the small black box, now finished in her palm. There was a soft buzzing sound, and her laptop flashed, flickered, and then there she was, looking down at herself. Another successful camera. She turned it around in her hands, using her laptop screen to see how well the lens worked. She then sighed, switching the computer off and carelessly tossing the minuscule black cube aside. She leaned back in her office-style chair. She leaned her head back, taking another drag of her cigarette, and breathing out an exasperated, smokey sigh. She was almost crazy from 'space-fever.' Was this really a better option to prison? At least she could get some fresh air outside in prison. The only good thing here was that she could still smoke in this small space station. Some high-end air purifiers allowed her to. She snuffed the cigarette out in an ash tray and rose to her feet, stretching. She was small, petite, slender. She was in her mid twenties, but looked like some punk-teenager, with her black, short hair, piercing, and various tattoos here and there. She wore tight black jeans, and a loose, black t-shirt, which was old, and had several holes in it. She leaned over her desk, pressing the button on her speaker to turn the music off, and all of a sudden the vibrating base stopped.
She decided to take a break and go to the small pod devoted to food. She walked out of the pod and looked down the dimly-lit hallway, her thick black boots creating heavy footsteps as she walked down the hall. In reality, the space-station wasn't too small. Each room had enough wiggle room to house about for people cozily. But the idea of infinite, airless space surrounding them made everything feel smaller, almost cholostrophobic. And every time Evelyn would look out at the earth through the windows, it made her stomach churn. The feeling was strange, weird, uncomfortable, seeing the multi-colored orb hover here and there. Sometimes it was above them, other times it was below them, and sometimes right in front of them. No matter where it was, it was ominous, and uncomfortable for Evelyn.
The technician entered the mess pod, where they usually ate. This pod was slightly larger than the other pods, giving enough room for a kitchen area, and dining area. Evelyn walked over to the counter and plugged a coffee pot in. She programmed it to make a full pot of coffee, and pulled herself up on top of the counter, letting her short, slim legs dangle over the edge. She sighed softly, finding some comfort in the low, bubbling rumbling sound of the coffee maker. It was a familiar sound, a sound she heard every day when she was home. The rich smell of the dark roast wafted through the station and hung in the air.
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